Friday, July 18, 2014

Poetry: Love Confusion

He might be disgusting
He might be just vile
The perfections out of date
The dismissal of that smile
I wanted a beautiful poem
One with sparkle and light
But, instead this crap filled head
Just can't do anything tonight
Because, I'm battling with rage
Or love?
Or is it nothing?
A village in this cage
And I can't come up with something
to show myself the way
That there's something good at hand
But, nothing is okay
as long as I love that man

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